Dear Readers: We have done it. With today’s entry, we have finished one of
the Pathfinder Bestiaries. That’s right: Finished. Every.
Monster.
Okay, okay, granted, it was the Bonus Bestiary, which was all of 16 pages and had only 13 monsters. But to get here, we had to go from allip to
lammasu to shadow mastiff and all the monsters in between—a journey of 34
months. Each new letter has been a bit
of a milestone, but now that we get to close an entire book (even a really
skinny one) I know we've truly hit a landmark.
So, on to the water naga.
The water naga is kind of the “normal naga.” Many of the other nagas exhibit strange
obsessions (especially lunar and spirit nagas) or are called to fulfill ancient
functions (especially guardian and royal nagas). Water nagas just are. They’re the naga you
wind up with in the wandering monster chart of a wilderness or river
journey. They're the troublesome
creatures in the lagoon encountered on the way to the Skull of Whatever.
But even they have their special quirks. Near their lairs, they are guarded and
territorial. But water nagas
migrate—increasing the chances of an encounter en route between their summer
and winter lairs—and are proud of doing so—which means they are keen to take in
new experiences and share tales, rumors, personal anecdotes, and sorcerous
magic. So the naga you meet on the road,
if approached respectfully (and with flattery), might well turn out to be a
boon traveling companion. Just don’t
expect to go visiting one at home without an invite…
A water naga
regularly attends the gatherings of Willowheart’s fey court as an honored
guest. This year she found nothing but
shredded pixie wings and odd-colored blood.
Coming upon adventurers in the woods, she assumes they are the culprits
and attacks. But if she can be made to
parley, she might hire the adventurers to solve the mystery—especially if it
means crossing over into the Fey Lands where she fears to slither.
The digging of the Ox-Pull
Canal has opened up the Direflow to barge traffic for the first time. But a nest of water nagas is appalled at what
they see as an invading army of men and beasts of labor. They do everything they can to poison the
oxen and sink the barges without exposing themselves to the arrows and blades
of the lightermen.
Twice a year,
Dedrick’s Hollow becomes an unusual hive of activity. Years ago during a surprise spring blizzard,
an innkeeper cautiously offered his hospitality to a water naga stranded during
her migration. Pleased by the hospitality
and enchanted by the bard’s tales she heard from her balcony above the common
room, the naga stayed a week, and returned with two friends in the fall. The nagas’ habit of exchanging gold necklaces
for goods and services eased the other townsfolk’s suspicions, and now
Dedrick’s Hollow is a regular stopover point for migrating water nagas.
Adventures looking for unusual rumors and unorthodox informants would do well
to visit here. But while the nagas may
be on their best behavior in town, they are less polite if encountered in the
nearby woods, especially when magic items are involved.
—Pathfinder Bonus
Bestiary 14 & Pathfinder Bestiary
3 199
Looking for the water mephit? We gotcha covered.
Given the landmark nature of this post, I apologize it was
late. But I had good reasons: In
addition to health issues close to home, I was saying goodbye to a college
classmate who died unexpectedly 1) after being married only three months and 2)
just short of his degree. Here is Preach
as I knew him as a freshman; here is one of the many things he would go on to
accomplish; he was awarded his doctorate posthumously.
Original placeholder post below:
Today’s a (kind of) big day for The Daily Bestiary.
(See if you can guess why! Hint: It
involves the water naga and a nerdy, purely personal and Pathfinder-related
milestone.) Unfortunately it’s a bad day
for me in terms of life workload. So the
water naga may have to take a backseat to life this evening.
I’m on the way to my way to Atlanta tomorrow and hope to
catch up on both the water naga and the water orm on the plane. That said, I’m going to a memorial service,
so bear with me if no entries happen tomorrow.
I love this blog, but life and people come first.
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